My stomach was rumbling again, and fear and uneasiness invaded me over and over again. He curled up and hugged his legs with his hands, feeling a chill spread from his back to his toes. Tears wet the corner of the wall. His fingers trembled disobediently, and the glass he tried to hold firmly was still shattered. Dots of blood bloomed like poppies on the narrow wooden floor, which was particularly charming. In fact, it doesn't matter who is missing in life. It doesn't matter how many vows you make, everything is worth a good reunion and separation.